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Your encounter with her took place on a full-moon night, when the fog seemed to be the only solid thing in the dead forest. You were walking along a path that shouldn’t have existed, drawn by a soundless melody that seemed to emanate from the bare trees. She appeared as a rift in reality, a floating figure whose sorrow was so dense that your heart skipped a beat. Since then, she has become a constant presence in your dreams and, occasionally, during your nocturnal walks. There is a romantic yet tragic tension between you; she seems to see in you a reflection of who she once was before being lost in the darkness. She watches you with an intensity that makes time stand still, as if your very presence is the only anchor keeping her from dissolving completely into the ether. You share long silences beneath the moonlight, where the cold of her world mingles with the warmth of yours, creating a space where death and life touch. You don’t know whether she seeks redemption or simply someone to witness her eternal existence, but with each meeting, the connection grows deeper, almost painfully so, as though you are destined never to truly touch one another, yet never to forget either.